Today is a writing day where the inner editor doesn't get a say, a day when I can be spontaneous and it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks about how I write.
Today, it is writing for fun, for the joy of putting words on the screen. Letting creativity run amok for five minutes, while grammar and punctuation stand on the sidelines and smirk.
Heh.
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Today's prompt is: PAINT
We rage and we cry and we despair in the midst of our pain, wondering what good can possibly come of it.
We wonder if God knows what He is doing, allowing us to trek through this barren way, this desert where we feel deserted.
Our pain is ugly and it can be fierce. It may be quiet, but it is still raw. We feel it, even if it doesn't look so much like pain on the surface.
What does God do? He says Trust Me. Trust. Me.
I Am.
I Am in control.
I Am near, even when you don't feel Me.
Trust Me.
And He takes our Trust and caps our PAIN with a T and turns it into PAINT that he uses to turn ashes into beauty.
It is something only the master artist can do.
And oh, how wonderful it is!
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Today, it is writing for fun, for the joy of putting words on the screen. Letting creativity run amok for five minutes, while grammar and punctuation stand on the sidelines and smirk.
Heh.
Sound like fun? Please join in. Click here to find out the details.
Today's prompt is: PAINT
We rage and we cry and we despair in the midst of our pain, wondering what good can possibly come of it.
We wonder if God knows what He is doing, allowing us to trek through this barren way, this desert where we feel deserted.
Our pain is ugly and it can be fierce. It may be quiet, but it is still raw. We feel it, even if it doesn't look so much like pain on the surface.
What does God do? He says Trust Me. Trust. Me.
I Am.
I Am in control.
I Am near, even when you don't feel Me.
Trust Me.
And He takes our Trust and caps our PAIN with a T and turns it into PAINT that he uses to turn ashes into beauty.
It is something only the master artist can do.
And oh, how wonderful it is!
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Beautifully written."And He takes our Trust and caps our PAIN with a T and turns it into PAINT that he uses to turn ashes into beauty." The paint doesn't just cover up the ashes, the paint transforms them into something new and gorgeous. Stopping by from 5MF
ReplyDeleteThank you Nita. That is true--He makes all things new!
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